"Wait, wait, wait, wait. So you're telling me, that you're from, like, the future?!" Taylor exclaimed, waving her arms about.
I sighed, this was the fifth time I've had to explain this to her. "Yes, and no. I'm from a different world that's in the future, that world is, at least, seven years ahead of us. I, myself, am from this world. In the other one, I would be about, ten, I think? Anyway, to me, this is some sort of cosmic joke that's being played on me."
"And that world is, insert horrified gasp here, capeless?" I seriously think I rubbed off on her too much.
"Yes." I sighed, we haven't even gotten to the topic of my power.
"SOooo, am I still your cousin in that world?"
"No, as far as I know, Brockton Bay doesn't even exist in that world, so I doubt that you exist there either." I said, "Now, can we move on to more important things?"
"Like what?" Taylor asked.
I sighed again. It was the week after the visit from the PRT, and of course, they couldn't find any sign that Taylor was a cape, so gave up. The next few days after that, I helped Taylor wake up as best as I could. Of course, she was still bedridden, but she could at least talk for a while. She heard me when I was talking to her through the bugs. Still haven't found that jar yet. . . "Like my power?" I suggested.
"Oh. What is your power? I know that you can teleport, though you call it 'shortcuts'."
"It's the power from a character in a game called UNDERTALE. The character's name is Sans. The game itself doesn't, or didn't, come out until twenty-fifteen in the other world. Now Sans, his power is. . . well, it's complicated. The only reaches of his power that I know of right now is just his canon and a little bit further. And before you ask, his canon powers are teleporting, time-manipulating, summoning giant skulls called Gaster Blasters, summoning bones and controlling people's SOUL." I explained.
"So, wait, you can summon, like, giant skulls!" Taylor looked excited.
I sighed and summoned a smaller one to my hand. Tay looked disappointed. "They can take on any size, not just big ones, though I go big for intimidation." I summoned one as big as Taylor's torso next to her head.
"AHH!" she squeaked. The Gaster Blaster looked sad. "W-wait, they have their own-?" she motioned vaguely at them.
"Personalities? Yes. Dunno how, but they are quite nice when not focused on attacking someone."
She looked like she was getting tired. Tired, but interested. I decided that it was enough for tonight. "Tay, get some rest, I'll be here tomorrow."
"C-can. . ." She stifled a yawn, "can I keep one?"
The one that was closest to me, about as big as my fist flew up to my shoulder as I got up. "Yeah, sure thing." I said as I pat the one closest to Taylor, shrinking it. It floated down into Tay's outstretched hands. She cradled it in her hands as she brought it closer to her chest. Soon, soft snores and content purring could be heard in the room. I looked out the window, it was nightfall. A small chime sounded and blue light filled the room. "sweet dreams, kiddo." I said, then took a shortcut to the roof.
I looked around. I activated my right eye and took a shortcut to another roof, SOULs were going about their normal night-life. Wait, I looked to my left, there it was, SOULs with Justice. I took a shortcut closer. There were some normal SOULs, the police officers, some black-tainted ones, the ones robbing. I disabled my right eye and looked around.
There were some E88 goons holding out against the police. It seemed like it was just a regular robbery, nothing to call Parahumans in for. I summoned a bone and flung it in the Empire's goons' direction, hitting one in the head. It made a thunk-like sound and the guy fell over comically. Everybody looked up, including the police, in my direction. I blinked my eye sockets for a few seconds, then swiveled my head around, saying, "what? something behind me?"
I swiveled my head around as I heard a thud. My blue eye sharpened on the Empire goon that just fainted. A minute passed. I looked at the other goons, "somebody gonna check on that guy, or are we just gunna stare at each other?" I asked as I pointed a bony finger at the unconscious guy.
The, supposed, leader of this group of Empire goons let out a yell and started shooting at me. I raised my right hand, summoning a Gaster Blaster head, blocking the bullets. "hey, now, we were having a nice, civil conversation here."
"It's not nice or civil with a skeleton!" he shouted.
"now that's just discrimination, but hey, that's what you're good at, aren't ya?" I shrugged.
He growled and shot at me again, and I re-summoned the skull. "hey, now that's just bad manners." I said as I summoned a Gaster Blaster head above him. "someone should give you a time out. and that person is me." I finished as I slammed the Blaster down, effectively trapping him.
He started screaming as it fell on top of him. And continued screaming. And continued. And- "hey, ya know that you're not dead, right?" the screaming petered out as he looked around.
"Oh." He finished lamely. He got up to his feet inside of the makeshift cage, and started glaring at me. His gun was outside the cage.
"What's going on out there!" a voice called out. A man with a white tiger mask wearing pants that had chains all around it.
"oh my endbringer, someone cover him up!" I yelled, holding my hands to my face shrinking away from him.
"Who're you?" he asked.
"me? well, i'm just your friendly neighborhood skeleton!" I answered, uncurling and lowering my arms back into my pockets.
"No! What name do you go by!" he was looking mad.
"ooooohh, you should be more clear in the future. as for my name? well, you can call me Sans." I answered. I spared a glance at the police, it seemed that they had called the Protectorate, or at least the PRT, letting them know that there was a known –and unknown- Cape out.
"Alright then, Sans, come down here and let's see what you can do." Tiger-face called out to me.
"nah, i rather like it up here."
Tiger-face growled and flung his arm out. I watched with disinterest as a blade of air slashed towards me, only to get blocked by bones. "wow. this is so sad, Alexa, play despacito." I said as I let the bones fade back to where they usually reside.
The song Despacito played at the edges of our hearing. I frowned, "nah, this song ain't that good. Next!" Temmie Village started to play.
"ah, now this is better." I said as I nodded my head to the rhythm. All through this, Hookwolf? No, he has a tiger mask, so it has to do something with tigers, hmm. . . I searched through all of the information I have on Parahumans in Brockton Bay, specifically the E88 ones. HAH! Stormtiger, I think that's his name. Anyhow, Stormtiger was getting pretty mad that he was being ignored. So, being the logical cape he is, he started flinging air blades at me.
I started humming along as I dodged the air blasts. I spun backwards after one went past me and I jumped off of the edge of the roof. I did a few flips in the air, slowing my perception of time, and summoned a bone on the tip of my foot as I reached right above Stormtiger. Aaaaaaaaaaannnnnd, BAM! I kicked my foot down as I lined up the shot, my time perception returning to normal as I landed behind Stormy on my feet.
Stormtiger straightened up when he felt the bone going down his back, realizing that he was mere moments from death. As I stood back up from landing, I said, "hey now, don't be afraid, the fun's only just begun."
"What do you mean by 'fun'?" he asked. I grinned even wider when I heard the sound of a motorcycle.
"the protectorate, of course."
"Evacuate, now!" he barked at his men, "We got what we came for, anyway!"
"what? am i now a simple little distraction? i'm hurt." I mocked.
Tiger's head snapped up to the rooftop where I was earlier. And where I'm currently at. "What the- how did you-!?"
I shrugged, "took a shortcut. walking and climbing take too long."
"Halt there!" a voice called out. Stormtiger glared at me one more time, then ran out, following his goons.
"oh, hey, nice of you to join us, Armsy!" I said, looking down at him.
"And who might you be?" Armsmaster asked, well, demanded.
"I'm Sans. Sans the skeleton." I replied. "welp, I'll be seeing you in a few months' time!" I called out as I jumped off of the roof and summoned a Gaster Blaster head and rode it out like a surfboard/skateboard.
As I was flying away, I noticed a drone flying after me. I grinned and saluted it, standing up straight on the Gaster Blaster. I took a shortcut near the Hebert's house and deactivated the left eye, walking out of the alleyway and back home.
I fell right asleep as I collapsed into bed, emotionally and physically spent. Fighting your enemies while emotionally charged really isn't good for your body or mind.
I'm honestly surprised at the positive feedback of this story! I thought it was trash, but hey, if you like it, I'll keep posting it.
We have three more chapters to go before I'm out of pre-made chapters.